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Lu Feng quickly tidied himself up, then looked at Du Guoying and Kevin and said, "Gentlemen, let's move over. There's still time today. Let's check out the location and start filming as soon as possible!"
"Mr. Lu, I...I'm not some kind of boss." Du Guoying hurriedly stood up, slightly panicked. He was afraid that Lu Feng would tie him to Kevin, and if Kevin really wanted to leave, he wouldn't be able to stay either.
Kevin stood up, looking rather defiant, and walked towards the door.
The drive wasn't long; half an hour later, Lu Feng's car stopped downstairs at the media company. President Yuan and seven or eight people had been waiting there for over ten minutes.
President Yuan had met Lu Feng a few times, but Lu Feng didn't remember him. When Wei Yandan took over in an emergency, he, as the deputy of the media company, also took over Wei Yandan's position.
"Mr. Lu, it's an honor to have you visit our company!" President Yuan stepped forward and shook hands with Lu Feng, his words full of flattery.
"I'm not here for an inspection. Didn't President Wei call you?" Lu Feng noticed that he seemed a little unhappy. He had said several times that it was about shooting the advertisement, but it seemed like his mind wasn't on it at all.
When Mr. Yuan answered those two phone calls, his mind had already drifted far away, and the words he heard only lingered in his ears for a moment.
"Yes, yes, Mr. Wei gave the instructions over the phone. Please come in!" Mr. Yuan said hurriedly.
"What's your name?" Lu Feng strode upstairs and casually asked President Yuan.
"You can just call me Xiao Yuan, Yuan Yi'an!" President Yuan said modestly.
Are there any ready-made commercial directors?
"Well... not today. I'll ask tomorrow and see which director is available."
Where is the photographer?
"We do have that, because our company also shoots some commercials, and we have several photographers."
What about post-production?
"Yes, but it's a collaborative arrangement. If you need it urgently, you can pay extra to get them to expedite the process."
"Is there a venue available now?"
“We have two shooting locations now. One of them has already set up the set because we’ll be shooting the promotional ads for Wepuda TVs in the next couple of days. The other location is where we’re shooting print ads today, mainly for our company’s calendars, product images, and some other promotional photos for different purposes, like bus stop advertisements.” As Mr. Yuan explained, he led Lu Feng upstairs and said, “Please come to the lounge first; we’ve prepared some tea.”
The three entered the lounge, where tea had already been laid out. A pretty girl stood there with a standard smile on her face, clearly a carefully crafted facade.
Lu Feng sat down and said to President Yuan, "The most important thing for the media company is still the group's business. Besides advertising, it's about bringing in Hong Kong movies, music, and celebrities. Last year's overall revenue was good, which shows that this model is very good. Keep it up. I'm here because there's an urgent advertisement that needs to be filmed. Please find those photographers and some people who know about advertising planning. I want to talk to them."
"Okay, no problem, Mr. Lu. Please have a seat for a moment." After saying that, Mr. Yuan turned around and left.
"Mr. Lu, please have some tea!" the receptionist said politely to Lu Feng.
Du Guoying's gaze lingered on the young girl who was greeting him, and he thought to himself, "Sure enough, as long as you're even remotely connected to the entertainment industry, you're never short of beautiful women and handsome men."
Lu Feng didn't know much about the media company. Since its establishment, he hadn't really managed it. It was built by Wei Yandan, and it was her proudest achievement.
After waiting for five or six minutes, Lu Feng stood up and walked outside, wanting to see the overall atmosphere of the company. Sometimes, you can't judge a subsidiary solely by its financial statements.
Inside the shooting hall on the third floor, there were several fake peach trees. A woman was leaning against a tree, holding a peach blossom in her hand, while four or five cameramen snapped photos, their flashes going off constantly.
There were more than a dozen people on site, including makeup artists, photographers, lighting technicians, costume designers, and even an art director.
"Okay! Very beautiful, one more picture, smile, turn your face a little to the left, give it a half-light, half-shadow feel, okay, that's it."
"Snap!"
As soon as one set of photos was taken, two young girls went up to her and helped her touch up her makeup.
"Have some water, Sister Yu." The assistant took out a bottle of mineral water from the side.
"I don't want to drink. Didn't I tell you to go downstairs and keep an eye on things? Why did you come up here?" Sister Yu said to her assistant.
"President Yuan wouldn't let me stay downstairs, but I saw them arrive, and a group of them went to the office," the assistant said.
Sister Yu hesitated for a moment, then said to everyone, "Let's pause for a bit. I'm going to change my clothes and go out for a bit."
"Where are you going? Today's filming schedule is very demanding." A staff member ran over and said, "You've already exceeded your lunch break."
"I'm going out for a walk. If I get overtaken, so be it. If it doesn't work out, we can film again tomorrow!"
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